Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard Chapter 618 - 392 Daily Life After the Wedding Night (2)2

At this mont, Mrs. Hanamaru walked in and asked with a smile:

"Little Sakura, how did you end up making Hanabi like this?"

Mrs. Uesugi heard and nodded, saying:

"Yes, this isn’t good. Sakura, you’re a man, you should be more considerate."

"..."

Faced with the teasing from the two mothers, Uesugi Sakura didn’t know how to respond, so he silently continued washing the potato strips.

The clear water ran over his palms, bringing a slight coolness.

"Sakura?"

"...Yeah... I will..."

Mrs. Uesugi looked at his face and guessed: "Sakura, you... didn’t bully Hanabi, right?"

"No, really not."

On the other side, Mrs. Hanamaru had a motherly smile: "Little Sakura is still a good child."

The two mothers were college classmates, with youthful spirits, discussing so topics together.

Then, Mrs. Hanamaru again laughed and asked Uesugi Sakura: "Little Sakura, didn’t Hanabi just co off her safe period the day before yesterday...?"

She deliberately paused.

"Little Sakura, you know what I want to ask, right?"

Uesugi Sakura was silent for a while, then replied:

"...It’s possible she might be pregnant."

"Didn’t use protection?" Mrs. Uesugi glanced at Mrs. Hanamaru and then asked back.

Uesugi Sakura shook his head.

The two mothers were sowhat worried.

"You got married quite young, aren’t you afraid of getting pregnant all of a sudden?"

"..." Uesugi Sakura was silent again, "I only rembered afterward..."

Actually, he had asked Hanabi at the beginning... Hanabi said it wasn’t necessary... that’s why he didn’t use it.

Uesugi Sakura wasn’t sure if she ant she wanted a child.

"Although I think you both can raise a child, having a child is sothing that should be thought over carefully."

Mrs. Hanamaru chuckled: "Of course, if you’re planning to let us raise the child, that would be nice too, then Xin and Hanami could have a little brother or sister."

Uesugi Sakura continued cutting vegetables, besides potatoes, there were loofah and lettuce.

The two mothers were cooking while discussing whether the couple should have a child.

Occasionally, they asked Uesugi Sakura so awkward questions.

Dear mothers... don’t ask so openly...

After answering the questions, Uesugi Sakura couldn’t help but complain internally.

These words, the two mothers would only ask him, as Hanabi was too shy, and even a slight ntion would make her blush with embarrassnt.

Their discussion eventually leaned towards the idea of having a child.

During dinner, Mrs. Hanamaru and Mrs. Uesugi also talked to Hanabi about it, asking if she was willing to have a child earlier.

Hanamaru Hanabi, still eating, stole a glance at Uesugi Sakura, and in the face of their questions, neither nodded nor shook her head.

Uesugi Sakura wasn’t sure if this ant she agreed, but in the eyes of the mothers, it seed like consent.

"Sakura, do your best."

"Little Sakura, can you let hold a grandchild this year?"

The two mothers finished cooking and brought so supplents and goodies for Hanabi before heading ho.

Uesugi Sakura insisted on seeing them off, but they just told him to stay with Hanabi.

They also said things he couldn’t respond to.

Sotis... having such open-minded and youthful mothers isn’t entirely a good thing.

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Newlyweds.

Every evening was happy.

Uesugi Sakura knew that Hanamaru Hanabi was afraid of tickling, so he often launched sneak attacks under the sheets.

She giggled while using her plush shark as a counterattack.

Tired from play, Uesugi Sakura looked at Hanamaru Hanabi’s rosy little face and found her extrely adorable.

He just wanted to hug her, to snuggle together quietly and sleep.

"Sakura, you naughty... not letting you hug..."

Uesugi Sakura chuckled, unconcerned.

He lay on his side, propping his head with his right hand, and looked at the cute little face beside him:

"Seriously, does Hanabi want to have kids?"

"Yes, of course, but not now..."

"Then why did Hanabi let ..."

Uesugi Sakura’s mouth was suddenly covered by Hanamaru Hanabi’s little hand, her face blushing, full of shyness.

"Such things... Sakura... I hate it..."

Hanamaru Hanabi looked even more adorable at this mont.

Uesugi Sakura could sll the enchanting fragrance from her small hand, and the softness of a young girl radiated from her fingertips to his heart. He suddenly wanted to pick up each of her fingers gently, then gaze into her timid eyes, and put those delicate fingers in his mouth to nibble.

"I just... wanted to ask." Uesugi Sakura abandoned the thought, knowing there would be ti in the future.

"But... Sakura shouldn’t just say it outright..."

Hanamaru Hanabi’s voice got softer and softer, Uesugi Sakura knew she was shy.

"Could you tell why?"

After a long ti, Hanamaru Hanabi lowered her head and murmured:

"Because we just got married..."

Uesugi Sakura understood, promptly changing the subject.

"... What if Hanabi gets pregnant all of a sudden?"

"It shouldn’t, it shouldn’t happen..."

"What if it does?"

"Sakura... Sakura has to take responsibility..."

"I will, definitely, so..."

"No, that’s not okay..."

"Hmm..."

"Sakura... so bad..."

"So bad, so bad, so bad..."

Hanamaru Hanabi buried her face in the blanket, repeating those words over and over.

When Uesugi Sakura quieted down, she sneaked a peek from under the blanket at him.

"Sakura... you’re not mad, right...?"

Uesugi Sakura smiled lightly: "I’m not soone petty, I actually think Hanabi is exceptionally cute like this."

Hanamaru Hanabi lowered her head, then looked up at him, asking: "Sakura... what kind of girls do you like, huh?"

"Like you."

"Then... did you ever fantasize about what your wife would be like?"

"Well..." Uesugi Sakura thought for a mont, stroking his chin, "I never really planned on getting married before, never thought I would."

"Sakura... you never thought about Hanabi before...?"

"Before? Back then, you were just a little sidekick, kinda dorky looking."

"Hm..."

"Don’t worry, it was dorkily cute, and I never minded, right?" Uesugi Sakura smiled, pinching her chubby cheek.

"So, Sakura thinks Hanabi is an okay wife... Hanabi feels like there’s not much change after marrying Sakura, can’t be a good wife..."

"Marriage only changes our status, life stays the sa. All that matters is we keep loving each other. You didn’t even take my last na... I think you’re one of a kind. When I hear ’Hanamaru Hanabi,’ I think of you, your image cos to mind, how good you are to . ’Uesugi Hanabi’... just doesn’t have that feeling."

"Sakura... such a good guy..."

"Hmm...? Weren’t you just calling a big bad guy?"

"You’re still a big bad guy..." Hanamaru Hanabi muttered again.

Uesugi Sakura chuckled again, pulling her little hand, "Actually, a girl like Hanabi would be well-liked by everyone—cute, pretty, and considerate. Of course, if a bad guy got hold of you, you’d be bullied fiercely."

"Sakura... you aren’t that kind of bad guy, right...?"

"I am, and I’m not. Do you understand what I an, Hanabi?"

"I don’t understand..."

"It’s like... I have to be bad sotis, then be especially nice to you afterward."

"Still don’t understand..."

"That’s okay, there’s still a long way ahead, Hanabi will understand in ti."

"Hmm... Sakura, you have to always be by Hanabi’s side..."

"I should be the one saying that."

The two exchanged a glance and smiled happily together.

"Alright... should we sleep now?"

"Yeah... Hanabi wishes we could chat like this every day, Sakura..."

"I’m here with you, always, so call affectionately, alright? As a reward."

"Hubby..."

"Nice, I love a girl’s voice... and yours, Hanabi... is especially lovely," Uesugi Sakura was satisfied, "Sleep well, I’ll tuck you in."

"Okay..."

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Sakura."